Sunday, July 6
Yesterday.
Jammy being the typical ham. He just can't get enough.
Me, so content to be heading out to meet Lissa in my little silver Tiburon that I affectionately named Gina. Little did I know that Gina and I would be parting ways in a matter of hours. More on that when I have the strength and mental stability to wrap my head around what happened.
(No, I didn't get in a crash, calm down.)
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